Blood Moon (Howl #2) Read Online Free PDF

hands on her hips. She felt a little left out because no one had ever mentioned this to her before.
    “It’s a known fact because Joe McKinley left all of his belongings to the next female werewolf in his family line,” Colby said matter-of-factly. “Why would he leave it to a girl when our culture is sort of male dominated? He probably would have wanted to leave it for a boy. But he didn’t, because he must have known that you we re going to be really strong.”
    “Okay, but there’s a problem. My aunt Rae is the next female werewolf descendent since Grandpa Joe. That means that the belongings are actually hers, not mine.”
    “Nope,” Kyle said, ruffling his copper hair. “My mom’s not a werewolf.”
    “But I thought you said she knew ,” Samara insisted. Kyle had said that, hadn’t he? She hadn’t just imagined that her Aunt Rae was in on all of this?
    “Yes, she does know. She knew that werewolf blood ran in her family. She’s not a wolf herself, though. You’re the first female werewolf to be born in o ur family since Grandpa Joe was alive .”
    As Samara registered this new information, she heard footsteps coming towards them. Whirling around, she saw Luke walking down the path. “Okay, we’re ready!”
    “Awesome,” Colby said. The big smile on his face was illuminated by the light of the fire. He looked happier than Samara had ever seen him – which made her think of the time Jason had told her that the only reason Colby wanted her on his pack was for his own selfish reasons. Samara didn’t believe it for a minute; Colby was genuinely happy to have her on his pack.
Samara ran a hand through her hair. Was she going to have to cut off a piece like she would have had to do if she wanted to become a Vyka? How was she going to explain that to her mother?
    “No, you don’t have to cut your hair,” Luke said, chuckling. He handed Colby a bag.
    “Our initiation is way cooler,” Colby chimed in.
    “What is it?” Samara asked.
    “We do a blood ritual.”
    “Blood?” Samara managed to squeak. Even though she was a tomboy at heart, blood was the one thing that sort of freaked her out. She hated getting her blood work done at the doctor’s office. Though, she wasn’t sure what bothered her more: the sight of blood or needles.
    “Yes, you’ll see how it works,” Colby said. “ Luke went to get thumbtacks.”
    “Thumb tacks ?”
    “We used to use the Ima ceremonial dagger on everyone until someone ,” Colby said, glancing at Kyle, “nearly hit a vein. It wouldn’t kill you, but it wouldn’t be pretty either.” He began walking around the circle, handing each of them a thumbtack . “Thumbtacks are better because we won’t have to worry about anyone hurting themselves .”
    Samara gulped. “Umm, no offense, but I like the V yka initiation ritual better.”
    Colby laughed. “You’re such a girl.” He took a thumbtack from the b ag for himself before pick ing up the next bag. This one was black velvet with a blue drawstring closure . With care ful hands, Colby pulled a silver dagger from the bag and handed it to Samara before taking his place across the fire from her.
    “ Cut yourself with the dagger, Samara, ” Colby instructed.
    Samara glanced at the dagger in awe at how beautiful it was. The blade seemed to sparkle as she tilted it in her hands, which complemented the blue sapphire gemstones that decorated the handle. Normally, s he would have been too afraid to make herself bleed, but she didn’t want to seem like a wimp in front of her pack. Shakily, she pressed the point of the blade against her skin, watching as a trail of blood ran down her forearm . “Okay,” she said, looking up at Col by, unsure of what to do next.
    Steve, who was standing closest to he r, pricked his own skin with his thumbtack. He took a step closer to her and reached for her arm. Hesitantly, she allowed him to smear his own blood into her open wound , mixing their blood together.
    When he was